Who are you to challenge me, my skill will out match you I garentee, after I am done all that will be left of you is debris//

Dude, your from fuckin Edmonton, ill dump oil on your shit and then we will all know who had won.//(Edmonton Oilers)

My lyrics come like shots straight to your heart, your carrier is fallen apart like your name was Brett Hart// (Wrestler From Edmonton)

You come from the land of Hockey and Beer, but tonight Wallbanger it is going to be black and blues and Tears//

I don’t need a mic to kill you, Ill kick your ass and make a noose with the red white and blue// (Flag)

Wallbanger what does that stand for? Your boy friend fucks you in the ass bangs your head against the wall, now that hardcore!

You’re a sick ass fuck I can’t believe you stand a chance on this site. Talking about how you suck dicks and lick asshole every night//

Fuck rappin, quit laughing my shit be all true, you slakin I am clappin at the shit you try to do//

Then more you spit the worse you sound, Your style is uglier than a retarted basset hound//

Wallbanger your time is up you fuck, you have challenged me and now your shit out of luck//

Kid, why try your nothing but a Pansey..Ill murder your ass like your name was Jean Benat Ramsey//

9 in one hand and mic in the other, ill fuck you up like u fucked your mother, that’s right…and I didn’t use a rubba//

Brotha, or homie your aint either one, you a fag a queer are a fairy and now your done/

Now for this line I want to keep this in order, get you queer ass out this country and cross the border/

Next time you want to mess and try to match up to and emcee, make sure you choose someone other than Slim Lanky

I mudered your ass with my hands tied behind my back, You cannadian fuck that is what I call the America attack//


-Slim Lanky-